Faith awoke the next morning, snuggling tightly under the covers, and then her eyes flew open as she remembered the events of the night before. She frowned at discovering that her bed was empty, thinking that maybe it had all been a dream. As Faith became more aware of the surroundings, she could hear the shower going, as well as smell of breakfast cooking d...
I really believed I had an almost perfect life: a happy marriage, two great daughters, and enough money that I didn't have to work, but could devote my life to guiding them to adulthood. However, as soon as my younger daughter left for a great job the other side of the country, and my elder daughter got married and moved several states away, all within a wee...
Ann's little car really moved. I was whipping it along the main drag through town, going back and forth between the left and right lanes as I navigated through the slow moving traffic. No one seemed in a particular hurry to get anywhere. No one...except me. I kept a lookout for one of the many police cars that inhabited the town, but I was in a hurry, and th...
"We have a special lesson today, class." Octavia nudged Cordelia. "I told you!" she said. "I did see him!" "Shhh!" Cordelia hissed. "The Dora is talking!" She cringed as Dora Leonilla paused to let her gaze sweep over the room of rustling and whispering girls. Instead of the stern wrath Cordelia had come to expect from her teachers, the blond woman was...
3rd of May, 20XX, 21:53 Today the air was thick with humidity to an insane degree. I came here to this desolate village through some old stone stairs along a cliff path away from L. town. The thick roots constricting the sides of my path did not help a feeling of claustrophobia brought about by the swampy air. I always imagined that this part of Asia would...
NOTE: This is book two in my Sergeant Mike's Miracle Tour series. The first, My Country Tis of Thee, is also posted in the Novels and Novellas section. While I suppose technically, you can read this story as a standalone, I believe it will be more poignant for those who have read My Country. And one more thing...a beta reader once said that reading this st...
Chapter Eighty-One: Descent I dreamt about the movie "The Sound of Music," not a surprise given what I'd been doing when I fell asleep, but I woke to something considerably less pleasant: panicked screaming. Alistair and I were on our feet in a mere second, both of us grabbing our weapons as we rose, but then stopped in confusion when we looked around th...
Based on three actual ladies, whom with I have had many laughs, with their husbands along. All three magnificently blessed in the nicest possible way. ***** Recuperating at home after a traumatic event which had laid me sort of bed bound, which my wife Corinne and I loosely translated from hospital speak to mean bed rest. I was happily catching up on catc...
Alex's finger slipped into the tarnished ring seemingly of its own volition as he dipped his hand into the box of old jewelry in the back of the cramped antique shop. He pulled his hand out and looked at the ring, idly pushing it back past his knuckle the rest of the way onto the ring finger of his right hand. It looked like it might have been a signet ring,...
Author's Notes: I always make a disclaimer that I don't make a huge effort to explain earlier events and characters in my story. There was a comment on chapter 12 that requested one. Since I don't have a clear picture of just how long this series will go, I thought that might be a good idea. I'll try and remember to post some sort of recap periodically. May...